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Cobweb Dream

During the night, I had a dream  What in the world did it mean I was bringing this patient to a doctor it seemed 

I was not sure as it was getting late If they would even see him on this date Or would he have a long wait

This is where I work I told him with pride As we went up the stairs more narrow than wide Recently, returning from a long train ride

Dark and dingy walking through the hall, Even dirt under the stalls, "Oooooh cobwebs" on the ceiling way up tall

At the top of the stairs, we opened a door, A sticky cobweb fell on our head then unto the floor "Oooooh cobwebs" sticking to what we wore

On the other side of the door were doctors so kind, Working late, not seeming to mind Caring for patients while most people dined

While waiting for the patient, I wondered who was to blame for letting the cobwebs become so untamed Either they were lazy or off their game

Then I wondered if the cobwebs were always there high on the ceiling where I did not stare Even if I had, would I have cared

It made me ponder the cobwebs on my soul Maybe they need a good cleaning to make me whole So on my life and others they would not take a toll

So rather then blame or ignore I asked the patient on his return, "Do you have cobwebs on your door That fall from the ceiling to the floor?" 

What is the meaning of this dream Is it my soul that needs to be redeemed  Or just that the office needs to be cleaned

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